Royal Ones Novels & Stories

She continued to explain how ANTI was so dangerous that it was literally impossible to fight them because they had special devices that could kill even the most powerful Supernaturals. “Well, let's assume they can't be fought, how on Earth will they know if someone is a Supernatural? It's not like it's written on our forehead or that we can't pass as humans.” She laughed and shook her head, genuinely surprised that I was so ignorant. “We are talking about an agency that has billions at its disposal and the full backing of multiple governments...they are capable of doing the impossible.”

I walk out of the mansion and into the front yard, I still can’t get used to the scenery in front of me, even though I’ve been living here for a few years, The lawn is always well pruned, its colors are so green, I could mistake them for actual vegetables, by my right, you would see a well-beautified garden of just red and white roses, and I think father did that for mom because she’s a huge fan of roses and I really can imagine an icy and workaholic CEO having the softness or time to spend on roses. At the center of the front yard, you can see a flamboyant fountain, that kind you see either in movies or in 5 star hotels, but I really, have never been to a 5 star hotel -just know the fountai

Calmly, I took out a golden badge and raised it above my head. This was a royal-exclusive badge, something only direct royal relatives could possess. The gold one in my hand was the Alpha King's personal insignia. Ignoring Peyton's stunned expression, I announced in front of everyone present, "In my capacity as the Alpha King's representative, I hereby declare that from this day forward, no pack is permitted to have any dealings with Matt White's pack." Matt's pupils shrank sharply as he glared at me. "Who do you think you are?! How dare you speak on the Alpha King's behalf!"

she looked dazed by that confirmation, “do you remember the full council?” “Your dad,” she smiled cheekily and I rolled my eyes at her, “Alpha Kieran from Blue Moon, Luna Raya, obviously,” she squished her eyes together as she tried to remember and it took everything in me to not tackle her and take her. “Luna Ayana,” she snapped her fingers, “and Alpha Dixon.” “And the royals?” “Queen Brianna, King Xander is the most level-headed one, King Alaric is the hard-ass, and King Wyatt is unpredictable.”

The Royal Crimson Bar lived up to its reputation. Creatures of the night and humans mingled as they raised their drinks to the air and danced to the beat of the bustling music. The night hasn't yet reached its peak but humans flocked to this place without regard to the safety code the World Government established to protect them from the creatures of the night. Fifty years ago, the world dramatically changed after a phenomenon struck it with the revelation that the creatures of the night really exist and not some type of fiction that could be read in novels.

Gabriel asked, gone the playfulness. Royal Order is a secret Organization highly classified to everyone. It was composed of the Elders, highest ranking officials and choosen powerful warriors including them. This said, Organization build by the great, great grandfather of Nathan, an Order who's job illiminating criminals, illegalities, felonies and evildoer's.

Standing at 6' 2" with jet black hair, golden eyes and a perfectly chiseled body- he was the epitome of beauty. His sharp features were what made him stand out. The Palace is the Royale Pack House and resident of Alfa Re Supremo. On its 4th floor gazing outside his office is the Alfa Re. Inside the room is Caine Jasper Quinton- Royal Beta, Andrew Vincenzo Carlos- Royal Gamma and David Haider Osman- Royal Head Enforcer, giving the intel to Alfa Re on the monthly reports of the Royale Pack. "Alfa Re, what about the upcoming General Meetings of the Pack Leaders?" Questioned Royal Beta.

“Guards seize her! Vashi froze on the spot; she could recognize the owner of that voice anywhere. It was Ragaleon's! From behind the nearest pillar, a shoe emerged; it was Micah’s. Another appeared on the upper deck of the hallway, her hand trailing on the wooden railings, the sound of soft clicks coming from a pair of shoes echoing. It was Racheal. One by one, figures stepped from the darkness: Selena, Helena, and the whole royal family.